The Kinshield Legacy (an epicheroic fantasy adventure) (The Kinshield Saga) by K.C. May

Author:K.C. May [May, K.C.]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Publisher: Peach Orchard Press
Published: 2010-07-28T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 28

The leaves whispered of promises unkept as they shivered in the trees and tumbled across the forest floor. A copper-haired girl with tiny freckles on her nose beckoned him. She was Caevyan, yet he called out “Dagaz!” as he ran after her. His legs were wooden and unbending. The ground was soft like sand. “Papa!” she called, then ran away. Always elusive, staying ahead of him. She turned and waited, beckoning.

Her eyes were the color of the sky.

Gavin jerked himself awake and sat upright in bed. He looked around in the darkness. Not the cave. A room. An inn. The Lucky Inn. He pulled on his trousers and paced barefoot in his room, biting the insides of his cheeks raw as thoughts of little yellow chicks and gems of different colors swirled through his mind.

Tayewessin.

Something must be done about the rune. If he just solved this one, then he could go to Lalorian and speak with Edan about being king. By then maybe the meaning of the last rune would come to him and they could travel together to the cave.

No, he had to continue with Daia. Risan was in danger. And Gavin wanted his sword.

Tayewessin.

The name of the rune did not just whisper through his thoughts; it ran through his blood. Every movement of his twitching fingers, the sensation of the wood floor against his bare feet and the cloth around his waist and thighs sent shivers across the surface of his skin and ended in whispers deep within his mind.

Tayewessin.

He heard a rap on the door. More than that, he felt it sing down his spine as though it, too, whispered the rune’s secret to him. “Gavin, are you awake?” Daia’s voice tickled his ears, his skin, his soul with whispers of the rune.

Tayewessin.

“Come in. I’m awake.” He stopped pacing, but his muscles twitched with rune-knowing. He began to pace again. “Whatever you did to me is making me mad. I can’t sleep. I can’t even sit still, for Arek’s sake.”

Tayewessin.

“I’m sorry. I had no idea it would affect you so profoundly.”

“Let’s get going.” He wondered how he would keep from going raving mad while they searched for Risan. The sooner they found him, the better -- for the sake of them both.

As they readied their horses for travel, Gavin‘s hands fumbled with the girth strap, and he kept dropping one side or the other before he could hitch the buckle.

"Damn it," he muttered.

"Let me help," Daia offered. He started pacing while she cinched the straps. "Are you all right?"

"Yeh. No. Hell, I don't know." He hawked and spat onto the ground. "Let's just get Tayewessin."

"Beg pardon?"

He climbed into the saddle. "Well? Hurry up. Let's go."

"Gavin," Daia said as she went to her horse and mounted, "you don't seem well. Are you sure you're up for this? I have enough clues--"

"No. I ain't letting you go against Tyr and Ravenkind alone. They'll kill you."

She shrugged and nudged her horse toward the village gate. Gavin rode beside her. "Perhaps you're simply distracted.

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